Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1887-07-16

| 4. NEW YORK. July T.
The folks who on the first Of MAY
" Wore winter coats and hose
Began to say the last Of lime,
| Good Lord, how hot it grows!
Cool weather fingered long in the metropo-
lis; few preliminary tropic spurts showed
that nature was getting ready, then the draft
| was turned on, and now it is hotter than
Hottentot Look where one may, sights and
sounds show the awful effects Of heat: the
sweltering footmen on the blistering pave
ments, the painting dogs, the faint and weary
women, the roar Of traffic dulled by the SUPER
heated air, and even the newsboy's cry sub
siding to something like groan as he gasps
for breath. But worse than all are the scenes
on the crowded east side-the close, ill venti-
lated homes OF the very poor. There the
| blazing sun all day sends down his blister
| ing rays into the narrow streets and the
gray stones reflect them back till the air is
at cooking heat; there follorn old men and
feeble women crouch on the shady side of the
| court and try to keep cool, the able bodied
being away at their daily toll; and there the
whole population pours into the street as soon
as the descending sun leaves it in the shadow.
AT shutdown one can scarcely force his way
| along Hester Mott or Mulberry street. and
III that tangled wilderness Of narrow WAYS
lying northeast of the old Five Points not
even butchers cart can be driven through
the sweating mass. Three hours later one
will see all the cellar doors, hallways and
large boxes covered with PROSTATE forms:
even the sidewalks are thus INSTRUCTED in a
rev narrow streets, and tens of thousands
pass the night on the housetops The walls
of their little rooms are so heated during the
day that all the early hours Of the night they
give Off an air like the breath Of a furnace.
All, it is there that death will have his riot
soon, for what with poor food and the con-
taminated milk which no vigilance of the
authorities can prevent, with foul odors and
restless nights, the infant mortality of the
hot season rises to something like a massacre
and many Borrowing, weary mother viii
hastily commit her child to the undertaken
only regretting that she cannot lie down with
it herself and be at peace,
rose early this morning and fastened 70
catch the only temperate hour for CROSSING
Brooklyn bridge; but though the SUMS ravs
did not yet touch the streets, found the cars
crowded with sweltering humanity. As sleen
Is to most of US impossible after 5 O'Clock. we
might as well use the time to reach our offices
where we can strip to shirt and pantaloons
Inc big newspaper buildings CULVER with
neat these days; etiquette is laid aside.
Managing editor is not distinguishable from
ONCE BOY by his dress; coats and vests are
ShOnlI
insist on collars and ties would be secuted as
a malignant idiot. As for the ladies. poor
creat'ires--for all the newspaper stats boast
lady members now-I spare them the humili-
alton OF n description; only this must add.
Jtiat even the feminine desire to look well is |
in the much more frantic desire to |
% cool A lean aud lathy pan like N.Y. |
'elf Is looked on with envy, and the fat men |
'bout the institution express their feelings
almost profanely. But, down In the mechani.
al department, the electrotypers and stereo-
ypeis "histle over their work and step as
lively as ever. The explanation may be that
he air OF their rooms is always hot, hotter
han Oh the hottest day outside, and they are
nured to it like tropical barbarians.
Seriously, the hot wave has come altogether
90 sudden; if it had come "sort o. easy like"
We could have stood IL better. But evening
raws near and we can get to the river front.
r take ten cent sail to Staten Island, or at
be worst, we can go and sit few hours on
he benches in the public parks. Thus can
'e get cool before midnight. then snatch five
ours sleep and renew the struggle to-
iofrow. j. B. PAaKE